Dressed as a Man, I Became Tycoon's Sweetheart novel Chapter 853

Chapter 853: Chapter 854: Ye Xian, Are You Fucking Tired of Living?

"CEO!"

Ye Xian saw the gleaming white blade of the knife aimed straight at Bo Tingshen’s back, her mind instantly went blank, unable to react, she ran straight towards him, lifting her leg high to kick.

"Brother Ye!"

Zhou Lu watched as Ye Xian unhesitatingly rushed between the CEO and the knife-wielder, and was so frightened that she fainted with her eyes rolling back.

But the man had long noticed the clumsy footsteps and the wind they brought, he turned, sweeping the young man into his arms, his body pivoting a hundred and eighty degrees, perfectly dodging the knife, then with a sharp motion he chopped the knife out of the attacker’s hand.

"Ah!"

The short knife fell and was kicked into his hand by the man’s knee, the remaining lackeys rushed over with baseball bats, dislocating their jaws, breaking their leg bones, their arms numbed and senseless, until they all toppled and twitched on the ground.

Ye Xian was fully embraced by the man, her feet lifted off the ground, her cheek pressed tightly against his warm and heaving chest, she slowly looked up, the world spinning as batons swung around, her mind and ears were buzzing, void of sight or sound, as if in the vast world, only Bo Tingshen remained.

His body emanating endless warmth, his arms holding her with strength, his determined and perfect jawline, and every inch of his skin so captivating in the blazing sunlight...

Thud thud~ thud thud thud~ thud thud thud thud thud...

Her heart pounded fiercely, climbing higher and higher, leaping so violently it seemed on the verge of explosion, the intensity almost unbearable for her.

She stared at him helplessly like one possessed.

Like a Heavenly God descending, dispelling all surrounding dangers, yet maddening a heart beyond control.

Before long, the dozens of lackeys were defeated, clutching arms and hugging legs, crying and pleading in a pathetic state.

Cheng Zidong scarcely climbed up from the ground, saw this scene, and was so angry he nearly gritted his teeth to dust, "You useless bunch!"

As he bent to pick up a baseball bat, the man released the youth from his embrace.

Unexpectedly standing on the ground, Ye Xian’s legs buckled, collapsing to sit on the ground, the buzzing in her mind, ears, and before her eyes gradually faded, leaving only the rapid thudding of her heart.

What’s... happening to her?

Cheng Zidong just stood up with a baseball bat when a short knife slashed across his chest, tearing clothes, cutting skin, spraying blood, and in pain he dropped the bat, howling and falling again.

Before his hand could push himself up from the ground, his fingers were stepped on by a cold, shiny black leather shoe, twisting forcefully into the rough gravel.

"Ah!!!"

He raised his head to glare at the man, his face twisted as if he saw the Asura from hell, his final wail tore the sky, and snapped Ye Xian back to reality.

Ye Xian’s legs were weak, supporting herself barely to climb up, and upon seeing the ground littered with Cheng Zidong’s battered subordinates, her heart raced with both shock and fear.

She knew the CEO was strong, but didn’t expect he was this strong, dispatching over a dozen armed men in mere minutes.

She slowly raised her head, looking at the man’s tall, cold back as he stepped on Cheng Zidong’s right hand.

The one being stepped on had already fainted from the pain.

After speaking, she saw a massive rock rolling down from the mountain ahead, like it was targeting their car, she screamed in fright, covering her eyes, body instinctively leaning towards the man.

We’re doomed, doomed!

Seconds later, the beastly roar of the supercar ceased, the gusting wind at her ear gradually faded as well.

Ye Xian slowly raised her head, looking at the ice-cold man above.

He grabbed her collar, his voice sinister, "So you know it’s the death track, we’re running out of road, why don’t we drive off the cliff together?"

Ye Xian looked at him with her mouth slightly open.

"Ye Xian, are you fucking suicidal!"

His shout left Ye Xian stunned, even more so by his terrifyingly sinister expression.

Knowing him for so long, no matter how angry, how out of control, he always spoke with elegance and restraint, never uttered foul words, let alone losing all composure and rationality as now.

Ye Xian: "...I, I..."

Bo Tingshen stared hard at her face, the pale knuckles gripping her collar making a frightening creaking sound.

Did she know, on the road, thinking he might be gone...

Might as well drive off the cliff together like now, at least they could die together.